Don’t grow up. It’s a trap.
● Seen on a billboard north of Boston
I Drink and Know Things.
● Seen on a T-shirt on Downtown Crossing
There is more than enough cool in the world, if we can simply keep ours.
● Porridger’s Almanack (Breakfast of Ganglions)
On an almost daily basis, I’ve been revisiting the Boston Harbor Heave-Ho and Revere’s Midnight Reel – more or less the “play-to-destruct” exercise, as Bob Z a/k/a “Bobbsey” was wont to write – and (the deficiencies of MIDI accounted for) I remain entirely satisfied with them.
On the opening of It Might Happen Today, I have not as yet materially expanded. Mild quantities of thought have bent upon the piece; it will be tomorrow before there may be further tinkering.
Paul & I may possibly play the Voluntary on “Beautiful Savior” in August – Paul & Mei Mei play Plotting (y is the new x) on Sunday 19 August. I’m planning on playing it (i.e., the Voluntary) with Barbara on 9 September. Five Smooth Stones From the Wadi appears to be on for 15 July; I think we may not be practicing it all together until that morning.
Holding my breath upon the possibility that Thomas & I may get together to read the Clarinet Sonata in late July.
Sometime soon-ish I should attend to the second and third of the Sauna Songs.